Early the next morning, I reminded Nathan to meet me at the courthouse.
Nathan: Claire, please. Can we talk?
I sent him photographs of records proving his company's tax evasion and concealed asset transfers. After that, I ignored everything he wrote.
At exactly 9 a.m., I arrived outside the courthouse. To my surprise, Nathan, who had always made me wait, was already there.
He hurried toward me.
"Claire, please talk to me."
I slammed the car door.
"There is nothing left for us to discuss."
He grabbed my wrist.
"When did you move out? Claire, I'm sorry. Vivian and I separated because she was seriously ill and had to seek treatment abroad. I couldn't let her go. During the divorce, I willingly transferred all my assets to her and chose to pay that enormous alimony. But during our 4 y
